Grave Robbing*****

[Mainly original, casual comment, heart-throb, OOC warning] People worship gods and Buddhas to seek blessings. In the hearts of everyone in the Nine Sects, they once worshiped a living "god" - his name was Yanli. When the Zhang family picked him up from the snowstorm, they thought he was a special orphan. But as we got along day and night, we gradually discovered the difference in his bones. Those warm eyes are full of compassion, which can heal the deepest regrets; that faint smile is the only warm sunshine in the frozen years of the Zhang family's ancient building. Even Zhang Qiling, who was as silent as a god, was only willing to stop by his side. At the age of eighteen, the Suzaku bloodline was completely awakened, and the accompanying divine falcon Lingxiao came into the world. The inheritance ended and he had to leave. The Zhang family cannot hold back a ray of wind destined to wander. He went south to join the world and became the "little god" at the heart of Jiumen. The Buddha used power as a boat to ferry him safely; the Second Master used his voice as an oar to comfort his loneliness; the Fifth Master Gou used his sincerity as a port to give him warmth... He responded with a silent "miracle" of moisturizing things - quietly bridging the regrets of old friends and saving small lives in the flames of war. Everyone knows that he is like a god crossing the world, but they don't know that he steps on thorns every step of the way, and burns his body every time he "crosses people". This shocking light was finally captured by darkness. In the Wang family's purgatory, the "believers" nailed him to the experimental table, cut out his bones to extract blood, and broke the wings of the divine falcon. They longed for the power of the gods, but inflicted the most blasphemous tortures. Many years later, he returned to his hometown with his broken soul and Ling Xiao, who was bathed in fire, like a wandering soul.